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(adventurous western music)

(thunder and rain)

(jovial western music)

- Hey, Hank.

- Oh, hello, Sheriff.

Storm's made me a little bit nervous.

I've been jumpy all night.

- What time's the stage due?

- Oh, about midnight, but I reckon

the storm will hold it up some.

- Yeah, Little Fort Ridge washed out.

They'll have to wait here till the storm's over.

Got a room?

I been ridin' all night and wanna get

a little sleep 'fore the stage gets in.

- Expectin' trouble?

- I'm always expecting trouble.

(playful music)

Wish you had a place around here

where I could watch going's on.

- I got it.

My room.

You see then that hole?

- [Sheriff Jake] Yeah.

- Well, all you got to do is pull the rug just to one side

and you can see pretty near every corner of this room.

- By crikey, say, that's just made to order.

Call me when the stage gets in, will ya, Hank?

- Yeah, ring the night bell.

There's two beds up there, take which one you want.

- Goodnight, Hank.

- [Hank] Goodnight, Jake.

- Jiminy whiskers, what a night.

(thunder crashing)

(suspenseful music)

(clock chiming)

(stage coach approaching outside)

(horse neighs outside)

- I want a room with a stove in it.

I'm Tilly Know and I've got to see me a cup of hot tea.

- Well, there's a coal oil stove in every room.

Here's your key.

(apprehensive music)

Just sign Mr. and Mrs. right there.

I suppose you folks would like the bridal chamber.

- Uh-huh.

How much?

- Well, we always get $2 for the bridal chamber.

You see, it's the best in the house.

And please be as quiet as you can.

The man next to you gets up at five.

(thunder crashing)

- Hello, Hank.

I'm wetter than the bottom of the lake.

Lock that up, will you Hank?

4,000 in there.

Payroll for the Lost Lode Mine.

- Well, it'll be safe here.

They'll have to take away the safe to get it.

(suspenseful music)

- See you in the mornin', Hank.

(playful music)

- Well, speak up, young man, what is it?

- I can't find it.

- You can't?

- Nope.

- Well, whatever have you lost?

- I ain't lost nothin'.

- Well, what in the world is it

that you, that you can't find?

- Well, you see,

well, she, now,

well, maybe (laughs)...

- (laughs) Yeah, I'll tell you, Sheriff,

it's great to be young.

- Well, Hank, I reckon I had my trip for nothin'.

You see, I was tipped off

the Polkey Dot Bandit's here abouts.

- Well, you don't expect them out

in a storm like this, do ya?

- You can expect them anywhere there's money.

- Maybe so, maybe.

(clock ticking)

(suspenseful music) (thunder rumbling)

(crash)

Sheriff.

- Mm, what?

- Did you hear that?

- No, no, what is it?

- I don't know.

- By Jiminy, it's the Polkey Dots.

(intense music)

- Reckon your tip was right, Sheriff,

but how'd they get the combination?

- I don't know.

What's them?

- Why, that's the safe combination numbers.

- Yeah, and he watched you

through the window when you opened it.

(horse whinnies outside)

(thunder and rain)

No use tryin' to trail them tonight.

- Nope, and by morning, they'd be miles away.

- Just the same, I'm gonna run him down

if it takes me 10 years.

(slow peaceful music)

(adventurous music) (horse whinnies)

(suspenseful music)

- Don't move.

Put up your gun.

Everything's all right, old timer.

You're just in time for beans.

Sit down.

- Think you're pretty slick, don't ya?

- No, just careful.

You might'a been the Polka Dot Bandit

or some other notorious outlaw.

- Yeah.

How you know I ain't?

- Just by your looks.

Come on, let's eat.

- Them beans sure smell good.

- Well, help yourself.

- Pretty slick on the draw too, ain't ya, son?

- No, old timer, just force of habit.

- Well, don't get excited.

You see, I carry this for snakes.

Oh, I ain't insinuating you're a snake,

but it appears to me right now's a good time to open it.

You ever drink?

- Well, in this particular case, yes.

- You mind if I roll up here for the night?

- No, old timer, I'd be right glad to know you better.

- Yeah?

Well, I ain't so sure.

Anyway, here's mud in your eye.

- And how.

(townsmen chattering) (slow peaceful music)

(horse galloping)

- See any sign of Mason and the gang?

- Saw a cloud of dust down the Cotton Crick.

- Maybe the outlaws.

- Oh, I hardly think so.

How could they know when Mason was coming through?

- Well, how they know it before?

I tell ya, there's a skunk in this town

and we oughta run him down.

(townsmen agreeing intermittently)

- [Townsman One] We oughta be hearing from Sacramento.

That letter was sent three weeks ago.

- [Townsman Two] Oh, rats.

The government don't care nothin' about us.

We gotta help ourselves.

- [Townsman Three] You can't fight outlaws

without ammunition and we can't get it.

(townsmen agreeing intermittently)

(horse galloping)

- They're just enterin' the pass.

- You boys know what to do.

Remember, no harm must come to the girl.

(horse galloping)

(suspenseful music)

- No sign of outlaws yet, Betty,

but I still insist you shouldn't have come.

- Now don't scold, Dad.

It's been a wonderful trip.

(wind blowing)

(horses galloping and neighing)

(horses galloping) (adventurous music)

(gun shot)

(mules braying)

- Glad you decided to drift along with me.

Gets kinda lonesome trailin' alone.

- Yeah.

Fine mistake and you're gonna have plenty of company.

(wind blowing)

(gun clicks)

(gun shot)

(adventurous music)

(horses galloping)

(gun shot)

(horses galloping)

- Outlaws, please help us.

Dad, Dad.

(sad music)

No, Dad.

(sobs)

(intense music)

(horses galloping)

(gun shot)

(gun shot)

(horses galloping)

(gun shot)

(splash)

(horse whinnies)

(gun shot)

(horse whinnies)

(splash)

- Well, we got both of them.

We'd better make sure.

(horses galloping)

No sign of 'em.

I reckon they're on the bottom.

- Well, they pretty near got you, old timer.

- Yeah.

By the feel of my head, they did get me.

What happened?

- Well, they shot you off your horse

and you fell over the cliff.

- Into the water, huh?

You pulled me out?

Well, son, I reckon I owe you my life

and I ain't forgettin' it.

- Don't worry about that, Dad.

We gotta get out of here.

Think you can make it?

- Well, I'll make it or bust a cinch.

(cows mooing in distance)

(horses galloping)

- Everything worked out just as you planned,

only we bumped into a couple of strangers.

We had to run and fight.

They got Jack, but they're on the bottom of the river.

- What about the girl?

Are you sure she didn't recognize you?

- Nah, we didn't get close enough for that.

- She's probably in town by now.

Come on.

(horses galloping)

Hello, boys.

Any word from the pack train?

- [Townsman One] Well, here comes Betty now.

(apprehensive music) (townsmen chattering)

(horse galloping)

- Where's your father?

- [Townsman Two] Where's Tom?

- Dad and Tom are dead.

They killed them.

- Who killed 'em?

- There, there.

Tell us all about it, Miss Betty.

- Well, we were just coming through the pass and...

(slow peaceful music)

Then, these men rode after the outlaws.

I ran to Dad and found him (sobs).

- There, there, Miss Betty.

(townsmen chattering)

- [Townsman Three] Something's gotta be done.

I tell ya, boys.

We get away with everything.

- That's the second time they've held up the pack train.

- Miss Betty, you must let me take care of you.

I want you to consider my ranch your home

until we can make a more definite plan for your future.

I want you to know that I'll do

everything possible to help you.

- And you'll send someone for him?

- I'm going myself right away.

Oh, Mrs. Williams.

I want you to take care of Betty until I return.

(townsmen chattering)

(horses galloping)

- From town, I reckon.

- Dead?

His daughter just told us.

- We were just gonna bring him into town.

- Yeah?

Well, you can give us a hand then.

(apprehensive music)

Boys, some of you take care of Mason.

- [Townsman One] Come on, boys, let's get this guy.

(townsmen chattering)

- [Townsman Two] Something's goin' on.

Hey, something's goin' on here.

- Don't move, either one of you.

Now, talk and talk fast.

Where's the rest of your gang and the provisions?

Why was it necessary to kill?

You could've taken the packs without committing murder.

Men, we found these two going through Mason's pockets.

Now, what's to be done?

(gun shot)

- Drop that gun.

Keep 'em covered.

Men, we didn't kill Mason

and if you'll call his daughter, she'll prove it.

- His daughter is in no condition

to be dragged out here and questioned.

- We're not trying to question anyone,

but under the circumstances,

I think Miss Mason would be glad to explain.

- [Townsman Four] Here she comes now.

(townsmen chattering)

- Miss Mason, these men have accused us

of killing your father.

- Oh no, Mr. Malgrove.

These are the men that drove the outlaws away

and saved my life.

- Well, in that case, we certainly

owe you gentlemen an apology.

You, of course, don't realize,

but this town is in a most desperate state.

We are without food and ammunition.

Terrorized by a band of murdering outlaws.

Two attempts have been made now to bring in supplies

only to have our men killed and the food taken.

- Well, if we don't get provisions here

before the snow sets in, we're trapped.

- We're trapped now.

We can only last a few days longer.

- Let's all get out.

I tell you, it's the only solution.

- [Townsman Five] I think you're right.

- How can we get out when our money's

all gone for food that we never got?

- Men, I've a little money.

Not much, but I'll do this.

In order that we can get out,

I'll give you $100 each for your home stakes.

I'm taking a long chance of ever getting my money back,

but I'll risk it.

- [Townsman Six] I paid more than $100 on my home stake.

(townsmen chattering)

- Just a minute.

Don't you think that before you

sell your homes for a few dollars

that you should take at least one more chance

at getting the provisions through?

- Our men have families.

There's been enough killin'.

(townsmen chattering)

- Why not let us take a crack at it?

- If you can get us provisions, I'll pay you well.

- Forget that.

You give us an order and we'll have the provisions

back here inside of four days.

- Good, then come to my ranch this afternoon

and I'll give you an order for $1,000 supply.

(townsmen cheer)

(townsmen chattering)

- See that fella, Malgrove?

You're gonna be mighty interested in him right soon.

- Who is he?

- I'm keepin' that for a surprise.

- Yeah?

I'm keepin' a surprise for you too.

- Come on.

Come on.

(carriage drives away)

(cows mooing in distance)

Show Miss Mason the spare room.

- Si, Senor.

- Remember, this is to be your home, Betty.

It's going to be a great pleasure to have you with me.

(cows mooing)

(horse whinnies)

(birds chirping)

I thought you said those two men

were at the bottom of the river.

- I'd swear those were the two we shot down.

- Hmm, if it hadn't been for those two meddlers,

the town would be moving out right now.

- Well, anyway, you got the girl.

- [Malgrove] And remember this,

she's private property, so hands off.

- [Danti] Yeah, you better tell the boys

not to be talkin' around here.

She might found out who you really are.

Kent made another inspection of Homestead Valley.

Swears it'll be the richest gold strike ever discovered.

Runs right through the middle of all the ranches.

- We'll soon be ride of those worries.

The town will move out and we'll own the goldfields.

(Housekeeper speaking in Spanish)

Take her to the hideout.

We'll keep her there till the town is deserted.

- You don't dare.

(carriage rolling up)

(door creaks)

- I'm goin' over to Malgroves and get that order.

(adventurous music)

(horse galloping)

(horse whinnies)

(suspenseful music)

(birds chirping)

- Only one came over.

- What's he doin' in the bunkhouse?

- I don't know, but now's your chance.

Remember, no shooting.

- [John] You boys tell me where Malgrove is?

- Why, yeah.

I think you'll find him right...

(intense adventurous music)

Come on, let's get him.

(loud punching)

(gun shot)

(splash)

- What's this all about?

I asked these men here.

My boys have orders to hold all strangers.

They didn't understand.

I'm very sorry.

- Oh, that's all right, Malgrove.

We were just playin'.

- Here's your order and I wish you luck.

When are you leaving?

- Right now.

We expect to be back before daylight.

You see, the outlaws won't be expecting us that soon.

- I hope you'll get through.

- Well, it won't be our fault if we don't, eh Jake?

- You said it, son.

- Won't be expecting 'em, eh?

(chuckles) They'll find out.

It's the things we least expect that usually happen.

(crash)

- I thought we was goin' to Sandy.

- We're not gonna be that foolish, old timer.

They'll be waitin' for us at the pass.

- Then, you think Malgrove and Danti are with the outlaws?

- Oh, there's no doubt about it.

- Well, what's to be done?

- That all depends on what happens

between now and tomorrow morning.

I wonder what happened to Miss Mason.

(tense music) (cows mooing)

(horse galloping)

(horse galloping)

- And the tail goes to the high end.

- Hi, boys.

- [Danti] Hi.

- We leave at dawn.

They'll be coming through early.

Where's the girl?

- In the strong room.

She won't eat.

- She'll get over that.

I'll have a talk with her tomorrow.

- Miss Mason.

Betty.

- Oh, I'm so glad you found me.

- Tell me briefly what's happened.

- They caught me overhearing

their plans and brought me here.

Malgrove is the leader.

He's trying to force the people out

so he can get their land.

- But why?

- Well, you see, under the topsoil

is a rich gold deposit and it runs

right through all the ranches.

Kent is in with them.

- Well, he'll be leaving early.

I'll be back shortly after dawn to get you.

Now, try and get some sleep.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Wake up, old timer.

- Huh, what's the matter?

- Clean out them ears.

I got a world of news for ya.

- Where ya been?

- I followed Malgrove to the hideout.

- That sounds interesting, go on.

- Well, they're holding Miss Mason prisoner

and I got to talk to her and she gave me

the lowdown on the whole deal.

Now, listen to this.

(horse trotting)

(horse galloping)

(adventurous music)

(birds chirping)

- I'll be back by noon.

I want you to guard this place, boys.

Keep your eye on the girl.

If anybody comes, shoot.

- Okay, boss.

(horses galloping) (adventurous music)

- You try and find the wagon.

I'll go get the girl.

(horses galloping)

(loud punch)

- I've located the wagon and the horses.

- Good, give me a lift here.

We're taking this ombrie with us.

- [Sheriff Jake] I'll take him.

- All right.

(birds chirping)

(adventurous music) (horse galloping)

Miss Mason?

- Yes?

- Hurry and get ready, they've gone.

(horses galloping and neighing)

- You've been tricked, Malgrove.

They're heading for the hideout.

(horses galloping and neighing)

- Keep back, I'm gonna break this in.

(loud crashing)

Are you ready?

- [Betty] I'm still lacing my boots.

- I'll meet you at the tunnel.

- [Betty] All right.

(horses galloping)

- Here, son, there's enough grub in there to last a year.

Come on.

(birds chirping)

- Now, just where do you think you're goin'?

(Betty screams)

(horses galloping)

(loud punching)

(dramatic music)

(loud punching)

- Look, they're coming back.

(horses galloping)

(loud punching)

- Good work, son, but we gotta hurry.

They're comin' back.

(horses galloping)

- Take that Roan horse behind those trees and race for town.

- Hey, son.

Here's a box of dynamite, might come in handy.

(horses galloping)

(carriage rolling away)

(horse whinnies)

- What happened, what's the matter?

- They took the girl and Danti.

(dramatic music)

(horses galloping)

(gun shot)

(gun shots)

(horse whinnies)

- [John] Keep goin', old timer, I'll stop 'em.

(loud explosion)

- They blocked us out.

We've got to swim the narrows.

$1,000 to the man who gets that girl.

(horses trotting)

(dramatic music)

(horse whinnies) (splashing)

(horses galloping)

- [John] Here they come, old timer.

Don't miss your mark.

It means the lives of everyone in town.

(gun shot)

(loud explosion) (horse whinnies)

- Malgrove is the leader and under your topsoil

is the richest goldfield ever discovered.

(townsmen cheer)

- [Townsman One] Boys, here comes the wagon.

(townsmen yelling intermittently)

- Well, men, your troubles are all over.

The outlaws are buried in the pass.

(townsmen cheer)

Tell 'em all about it, old timer.

- Well, you see fellers, it was like this.

(spits)

(birds chirping)

- I don't know how I can ever repay you.

- Oh, don't worry about that.

It's all in my line of duty as a government marshal,

but I am leaving for Sacramento today

and, well, you don't know it, but you're going with me.

- Danti's dead.

Must have got a slug from one of his own men.

- Sheriff, congratulate me.

May I present the future Mrs. John Carruthers.

- Wait a minute, young man.

You can't do this.

You see, I know who you are.

- So does Miss Mason.

- You mean to say you're willin' to, to,

now, see here, young feller.

I ain't forgettin' you saved my life

or what you've done for this town,

but I got my duty to perform.

Can't you see I gotta take you in?

Don't you realize I know you're the Polkey Dot?

- Why, Sheriff, you must have seen me through the knothole.

- You're right.

By crikey, I did.

- But you saw the wrong man.

The Polka Dot Bandit left just ahead of me

and he left this rowel stickin' in the floor.

You must have seen me just as I picked that up

and the rowel belongs to Danti.

- What do you make of this?

- Well, I found those in Danti's room yesterday.

Danti's the Polka Dot Bandit.

There's a $5,000 reward for him, Sheriff.

I guess it's up to you to collect it.

- Well, if Danti's the Polkey Dot, who in blazes are you?

- Why, he's the United State's Marshal.

He's your man from Sacramento.

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(dramatic western music)

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